I have been rearranging/obsessing over the bookshelves in the front room, which is known as my "office." Secretly I know that this obsession is only because I can't decide which of the 50 half-started crafts I should finish or which of the 150 new crafts I want to start, I should start.
Anywho, I spend a lot of time staring at the bookshelves and often I find at least one coffee cup left from a previous staring contests with the books. I have yet to be desperate enough to take a swig of the left-over surprise; hopefully that day will never arrive.
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There really is nothing like drinking old cold coffee.
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